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>19 BBY
>Unknown location

Dreams are an aggregation of memory. Some species cannot dream, and you feel immense pity for what they cannot accomplish and what many take for granted. You are far from a master poet, but to simply refer to it as the clinical “R.E.M. sleep” does not do the act justice. Wandering adrift within the infinite expanse of the mind, one experiences the raw, unbridled power of the subconscious.

One dreams of things that might have been, so interwoven within the truths of past experiences that they seem to be almost real. Dreams can reveal hidden truths, repressed desires and desperate wishes unknown to the dreamer. The fantasy becomes reality, and everything one might know becomes impossible to grasp.

It is little different for Jedi. Of course, there are many within the order that dream, yourself among them. Still, there are those who are plagued with visions, nightmares of futures that may or may not befall the galaxy. Master Yoda always says that the Force works in mysterious ways; you do little in the way of musing on this, but you are mercifully bereft of any sort of visions or premonitions that would otherwise disturb your slumber.

Your master has always warned you about becoming lost in dreams. There are those who wish nothing more than to lose themselves in a realm they can manipulate or otherwise bend to accommodate every desire, more often base than not. To indulge in lurid and lucid fantasy of your own make is a dangerous path, one that leads to delusions of grandeur and entitlement.

Thus, you use your more lucid dreams to reflect, to muse and meditate on an island of calm against the storm of the raw subconscious. Self-introspection is a habit that all Jedi should be well-versed in; you yourself are no exception. And if your species is anything to go by, there are billions of humans who lack such awareness of themselves in the grand scheme of things.

That’s right. You are a human, and you are numbered as one of the hundreds of Padawans in the Jedi Order. And your name is...

>Farren Gaelle. [Male]
>Farah Gaelle. [Female]

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>Farren Gaelle. [Male]
being human is kinda lame but ok

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>Farah Gaelle

>>4002609
>Farren Gaelle. [Male]
No female please.

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>Farren Gaelle. [Male]

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>Farah Gaelle. [Female]

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>Farren Gaelle. [Male]

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>>Farah Gaelle. [Female]

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>Farren Gaelle. [Male]
Why yes I would like to be the giver of D-side of the force.

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>Farren Gaelle. [Male]

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You know little about your past, beyond the fact that Farren Gaelle hailed from some distant backwater colony along the Outer Rim. But you have some vague memories of your parents, impressions that surface from time to time in your meditations and dreams. You can remember the strong scent of leather that comes from a working man’s jacket, and the delicate touch of a woman’s fingers that run through your hair; sensations best left forgotten or otherwise buried deep within your mind lest they distract you from your path.

When you were brought to the Jedi Temple on Coruscant, you were sorted into the Salamander Clan of Jedi Initiates. You and nine other younglings would spend the better part of ten years learning the ways of the Force in close proximity with each other and communion with the venerable Jedi Masters.

Those had always been the best years of your life, prior to your formal apprenticeship. Initiate training is demanding, and the Masters expect much from ones so young, but it is not so harsh as to be a joyless slog through lighsaber forms and galactic history. For one, the food isn’t as bad as outsiders would have you believe, the beds are warm at night, and the stun bolts on the training droids don’t hurt. Much.

Even with the Masters preaching balance in all things both within and without, it would be impossible to dictate or otherwise hamper the individual growth of an Initiate. As you began to reach into some measure of your maturity, you found yourself spending time on honing your...

>>All humans default with two (2) pips in each Attribute.
>>For every pip, you get to roll one (1) dice during Skill Checks.

>>Please select two Attributes to bring up to three (3).
>Brawn. A measure of strength and physical power.
>Finesse. A measure of agility, balance and precision.
>Intellect. A measure of knowledge and rationality.
>Cunning. A measure of wisdom and intuition.
>Resolve. A measure of willpower and endurance.
>Panache. A measure of charm and personal magnetism.

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>>Brawn. A measure of strength and physical power.
>>Resolve. A measure of willpower and endurance.
One meaty boi

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>Cunning. A measure of wisdom and intuition.
>Resolve. A measure of willpower and endurance.

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>Resolve. A measure of willpower and endurance.
>Finesse. A measure of agility, balance and precision.

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>Cunning. A measure of wisdom and intuition.
>Resolve. A measure of willpower and endurance.

>>4002676
>Finesse. A measure of agility, balance and precision.
>Intellect. A measure of knowledge and rationality.
Need to be a speedy smart boy to survive Anakin going all school shooter on the jedi.

Hopefully we'll be off planet.

>>4002676
>Brawn. A measure of strength and physical power.
>Finesse. A measure of agility, balance and precision.

>>4002689
+1 for you good sir

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>>Voting Results:
>Brawn: 3
>Finesse: 3
>Intellect: 1
>Cunning: 2
>Resolve: 6
>Panache: 0

At the time of writing, Finesse had already been the winning secondary choice. So with Resolve and Finesse being the dominant stats...

>>Farren Gaelle starts with:
>Brawn: 2
>Finesse: 3
>Intellect: 2
>Cunning: 2
>Resolve: 3
>Panache: 2

>>Analysis:
You are light on your feet and even faster with your hands, reacting quicker than most in almost all application. Additionally, your strong resolve will serve you well against a galaxy that would tear you down, and those strong in the Dark Side of the Force.

Still, you could safely say that you had a joyful youth, one shared among your fellows. And while you became fast friends with all of the Salamanders and those outside of your clan, there was a select few with whom you spent the most time with, two individuals that you could call your best friends.

At first, you were all afraid that friendship would lead to attachment, and a subsequent path down the slippery slope of the Dark Side of the Force. However, when you brought these concerns to the Jedi Masters, they laughed and chortled, reassuring you that a pure friendship with your fellow Jedi was more than acceptable.

Perhaps in hindsight, they might have chosen a more stern and precautionary lecture given the harmless, but aggravating, mischief that groups of children are prone to commit.

>>>From this moment on in the chargen, we will be choosing skills for our intrepid protagonist. Keep in mind that skills /can/ stack from one choice to another, so it would not be unusual to end up with two or three ranks in a certain skill. After all, your experience in the Clone Wars could justify being more proficient in certain skills than others.

>>Pick two:
>You befriend Bavo Avef, a Mirialan Initiate with an interest in galactic politics and history. He comes off as aloof and is slow to let go of grudges, but holds a warm personality for those he knows well. [Gain 1 Rank in Core Worlds (Intellect), Lore (Intellect) and Negotiation (Panache)]

>You befriend Kristen Corrho, a Human Initiate keenly in tune with the Force. She is perhaps the most serious child you’ve met, but possesses a dry sense of humor and fondness for off-color jokes. [Gain 1 Rank in Coordination (Finesse), Cool (Panache), and Perception (Cunning)]

>You befriend Torok Lamal, a Cathar Initiate with a passion for spaceships. He is quite possibly the only one among the Salamanders that can match your own foolhardy bravery and thrill of excitement. [Gain 1 Rank in Astronavigation (Intellect), Mechanics (Intellect), and Piloting [Space] (Agility)]

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>You befriend Kristen Corrho, a Human Initiate keenly in tune with the Force. She is perhaps the most serious child you’ve met, but possesses a dry sense of humor and fondness for off-color jokes. [Gain 1 Rank in Coordination (Finesse), Cool (Panache), and Perception (Cunning)]

>You befriend Torok Lamal, a Cathar Initiate with a passion for spaceships. He is quite possibly the only one among the Salamanders that can match your own foolhardy bravery and thrill of excitement. [Gain 1 Rank in Astronavigation (Intellect), Mechanics (Intellect), and Piloting [Space] (Agility)]

>>4002761
>You befriend Kristen Corrho, a Human Initiate keenly in tune with the Force. She is perhaps the most serious child you’ve met, but possesses a dry sense of humor and fondness for off-color jokes. [Gain 1 Rank in Coordination (Finesse), Cool (Panache), and Perception (Cunning)]

>You befriend Torok Lamal, a Cathar Initiate with a passion for spaceships. He is quite possibly the only one among the Salamanders that can match your own foolhardy bravery and thrill of excitement. [Gain 1 Rank in Astronavigation (Intellect), Mechanics (Intellect), and Piloting [Space] (Agility)]

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>You befriend Bavo Avef, a Mirialan Initiate with an interest in galactic politics and history. He comes off as aloof and is slow to let go of grudges, but holds a warm personality for those he knows well. [Gain 1 Rank in Core Worlds (Intellect), Lore (Intellect) and Negotiation (Panache)]

>You befriend Torok Lamal, a Cathar Initiate with a passion for spaceships. He is quite possibly the only one among the Salamanders that can match your own foolhardy bravery and thrill of excitement. [Gain 1 Rank in Astronavigation (Intellect), Mechanics (Intellect), and Piloting [Space] (Agility)]

Fuck human women, acquire alien bros.

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>You befriend Kristen Corrho, a Human Initiate keenly in tune with the Force. She is perhaps the most serious child you’ve met, but possesses a dry sense of humor and fondness for off-color jokes. [Gain 1 Rank in Coordination (Finesse), Cool (Panache), and Perception (Cunning)]

>You befriend Torok Lamal, a Cathar Initiate with a passion for spaceships. He is quite possibly the only one among the Salamanders that can match your own foolhardy bravery and thrill of excitement. [Gain 1 Rank in Astronavigation (Intellect), Mechanics (Intellect), and Piloting [Space] (Agility)]

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>Jedi boyband

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“When trouble, there is, find you I always seem,” Yoda had mused several times. Even if it wasn’t any of your faults. Really, you swear by the Force that half of the times you’d been hauled before the Master, three of you were bystanders in the wrong place in the wrong time.

Kirsten, as always, protested vigorously, “But, master, I swear this time that it wasn’t us! I even told them that we should’ve gone the long way around-”

“Oy!” countered Torok, “You wanted to see what had happened in the hangers just as much as we did! Don’t go pinning it on us, bowlcut...besides, you said yourself that we didn’t do anything!”

“B-bowlcut?! Have you seen yourself in the mirror, you walking towel?!”

"Better to be furry towel than naked and pink!"

“Wrong place, wrong time, Master Yoda...” you said, pinching your nose as your friends start to bicker. “Please believe me when I say that...”

“Ehehe!” The Grand Master was always forgiving. “Very well. In trouble, you are not. But to your quarters, you must return.”

“Yes, Master Yoda...”

However, there was a single individual who you could never get along with. How this rivalry started is a mystery that likes that even Master Nu cannot puzzle out, or any of the Grand Masters can resolve. Perhaps some offense was given in an off-hand remark, or a physical altercation that resolved itself unfavorably. All you know is that had it not been for the constant vigilance of the Temple Guards and how the behavior would be most unbecoming of a Initiate, you’d constantly be at each others’ throats like a pair of wild rancors.

Or at least, some other four-legged, unwieldy creature given how small and ungainly your limbs are. Still, when the time does come, you certainly don't bother holding back.

>>Select a rival:
>Arotta Bashur, a Togruta in your lightsaber training class. She suffers from a superiority complex, and repeated losses to you have given her cause to both loathe and surpass you, and her insults and goading have drawn your ire as well. You observe a frigid relationship outside the ring, but abandon all pretense once the call for the match is given. [Start with 2 ranks in Lightsaber, 2 Ranks in Melee]

>Ivrat Frond, a Human in your mediation class. He boasts of having a Jedi ancestor in his family tree, and denigrates you as being of “inferior stock”. If there are two good things you can say about him, they're that he motivates you to hone your Force abilities if just to spite him, and he treats aliens almost badly as his fellow, "lesser" humans. [Start with a Force Rating of 2, 2 Ranks in Discipline]

RIP Jedi Boy Band

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>>Arotta Bashur, a Togruta in your lightsaber training class. She suffers from a superiority complex, and repeated losses to you have given her cause to both loathe and surpass you, and her insults and goading have drawn your ire as well. You observe a frigid relationship outside the ring, but abandon all pretense once the call for the match is given. [Start with 2 ranks in Lightsaber, 2 Ranks in Melee]

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>Arotta Bashur, a Togruta in your lightsaber training class. She suffers from a superiority complex, and repeated losses to you have given her cause to both loathe and surpass you, and her insults and goading have drawn your ire as well. You observe a frigid relationship outside the ring, but abandon all pretense once the call for the match is given. [Start with 2 ranks in Lightsaber, 2 Ranks in Melee]

>>4002827
>Ivrat Frond, a Human in your mediation class. He boasts of having a Jedi ancestor in his family tree, and denigrates you as being of “inferior stock”. If there are two good things you can say about him, they're that he motivates you to hone your Force abilities if just to spite him, and he treats aliens almost badly as his fellow, "lesser" humans. [Start with a Force Rating of 2, 2 Ranks in Discipline]

Either way we're taking someone down a notch, better this muh bloodline looking douche.

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>Ivrat Frond, a Human in your mediation class. He boasts of having a Jedi ancestor in his family tree, and denigrates you as being of “inferior stock”. If there are two good things you can say about him, they're that he motivates you to hone your Force abilities if just to spite him, and he treats aliens almost badly as his fellow, "lesser" humans. [Start with a Force Rating of 2, 2 Ranks in Discipline]
AIN'T NO LIE BABY BYE BYE BYE!

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>>Arotta Bashur, a Togruta in your lightsaber training class. She suffers from a superiority complex, and repeated losses to you have given her cause to both loathe and surpass you, and her insults and goading have drawn your ire as well. You observe a frigid relationship outside the ring, but abandon all pretense once the call for the match is given. [Start with 2 ranks in Lightsaber, 2 Ranks in Melee]


That is some thick montrals

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>Arotta Bashur, a Togruta in your lightsaber training class. She suffers from a superiority complex, and repeated losses to you have given her cause to both loathe and surpass you, and her insults and goading have drawn your ire as well. You observe a frigid relationship outside the ring, but abandon all pretense once the call for the match is given. [Start with 2 ranks in Lightsaber, 2 Ranks in Melee]

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>Arotta Bashur, a Togruta in your lightsaber training class. She suffers from a superiority complex, and repeated losses to you have given her cause to both loathe and surpass you, and her insults and goading have drawn your ire as well. You observe a frigid relationship outside the ring, but abandon all pretense once the call for the match is given. [Start with 2 ranks in Lightsaber, 2 Ranks in Melee]

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Doyalist answer: Most of the Togruta art I find is either Shaak Ti or Ashoka, and I didn't want to fallback to red or orange even if the art was of some original character. Even the greyscale art is mostly Ashoka.

Watsonian answer: Oh, that's just her in a few years.

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I'd certainly like to poke her montrals.

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>Arotta Bashur, a Togruta in your lightsaber training class. She suffers from a superiority complex, and repeated losses to you have given her cause to both loathe and surpass you, and her insults and goading have drawn your ire as well. You observe a frigid relationship outside the ring, but abandon all pretense once the call for the match is given. [Start with 2 ranks in Lightsaber, 2 Ranks in Melee]

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“What an unpleasant girl,” Kristen had tartly noted after a particularly fierce spar landed you in the Healer’s Quarter. “Her insistence on beating you into a pulp is going to have both of you black and blue...well, bluer in her case.”

Both you and Torok gave her equally deadpan looks. The Cathar muttered, “You can’t be seriously defending her.”

“I’m not! I just happen to believe that this recklessness on both of your parts...don’t give me that look, Farren! You’re just as guilty for your current state. What had possessed you to make vulgar insinuations towards her montrals?”

“The fact that one of those strikes nearly broke my arm,” you had answered, sticking your fingers as you rattle off the things that caused your ire. “And the time she sent out a kick towards my groin...or hit me in the face with the hilt of her saber...”

“Those aren’t dirty,” Torok said matter-of-factly, “All’s fair in war. We Cathar learned that the hard way during the Mandalorian Wars. But as a fellow man...erm...male...”

“Your solidarity is appreciated,” you dryly murmured...before a thought occurs. Turning towards Kirsten, who sqirms under your intense look, you ask her with the most serious face you can muster, “Say, Kirsten...you’re a girl.”

“...what an astute observation, Farren...”

“Arotta’s also a girl.”

That gives her pause. “Did she hit your head during the match? I’ll go fetch one of the healers-”

“Is there a female equivalent of being kicked in the balls?”

THAT particular line of questions had led to you being flung out of your bed by the Force. The last thing you remembered before fading into unconsciousness was Torok laughing uncontrollably, and an angry Kirsten stomping away from the Healer’s Quarter. And the kicker? She did more damage than Arotta.

A typical interaction between three friends.

She didn't speak to you for a week after that, and only came around once you offered your most heartfelt apologies.

Then, Kristen begrudgingly struggled to explain with a red face that being punched in the breasts was the female equivalent of being struck between the legs. And no, she would not demonstrate or otherwise practice with you.

(cont.)

But such halcyon days were not meant to last, and this was a lesson that you experienced on a more visceral level than other Initiate that was coming of age.

It was during your trials to become a Padawan that a terrible incident befell you, and cast a dark shadow across the year’s tournament. You managed to escape mostly unharmed and even finish the tournament, but you had been forever changed by the encounter.

This occurrence happened only weeks after your thirteenth Life Day in 31 BBY, referred to in the records as “The Initiate Incident”. Your name was censored to protect your privacy, but the initiates of your year and the Masters keep it as an open secret, even as they sympathize with you.

And for that, you don’t know whether to appreciate their silence or be angry with their hesitant touch.

>>>What happened during your Initiate Trials?

>>In a desperate ploy to win the finals match, your opponent overextended and brought the tip of his lightsaber slicing across your left eye. No amount of training could have prepared you for the debilitating agony you experienced, but you fought on to become champion in spite of the pain. Miraculously, the Healers were able to repair your eye, but the phantom pain flares from time to time.
>[You gain an extra bonus when learning and using Control-type Force Powers, and gain the ability Control Pain, a Force power that allows you to fight in spite of debilitating injury, but does not heal them.]

>>Fearful of your success in the levitation portion of the tournament, one of your opponents sought to sabotage you and reached out with the Force. But instead of stopping your levitation, your heart stopped beating, and you were clinically dead for three minutes before the Healers were able to revive you. Lingering on the edge between life and the void has changed you irrevocably.
>[You gain an extra bonus when learning and using Sense-type Force Powers, and gain the ability Farsight, a Force power that allows you to perceive events happening in distant places or times.]

>>Emerging victorious from a rather standard and procedural tournament, your journey back to your quarters was met with ambush by those destined for the Service Corps. As the gang fell upon you in jealous fury, your lightsaber was damaged and as the beating worsened, you instinctively reached for an improvised weapon and imbued it with the Force. You gave a valiant fight with your impromptu weapon before the Temple Guards arrived.
>[You gain an extra bonus to using and learning Alter-type Force powers, and gain the ability Force Weapon, a Force power that allows you to imbue unpowered weapons with the Force for a period of time.]

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>>>Emerging victorious from a rather standard and procedural tournament, your journey back to your quarters was met with ambush by those destined for the Service Corps. As the gang fell upon you in jealous fury, your lightsaber was damaged and as the beating worsened, you instinctively reached for an improvised weapon and imbued it with the Force. You gave a valiant fight with your impromptu weapon before the Temple Guards arrived.
Neat.

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>>Emerging victorious from a rather standard and procedural tournament, your journey back to your quarters was met with ambush by those destined for the Service Corps. As the gang fell upon you in jealous fury, your lightsaber was damaged and as the beating worsened, you instinctively reached for an improvised weapon and imbued it with the Force. You gave a valiant fight with your impromptu weapon before the Temple Guards arrived.
>>[You gain an extra bonus to using and learning Alter-type Force powers, and gain the ability Force Weapon, a Force power that allows you to imbue unpowered weapons with the Force for a period of time.]
Niceu, we can totally go Hotline Coruscant on some fools.

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>>Fearful of your success in the levitation portion of the tournament, one of your opponents sought to sabotage you and reached out with the Force. But instead of stopping your levitation, your heart stopped beating, and you were clinically dead for three minutes before the Healers were able to revive you. Lingering on the edge between life and the void has changed you irrevocably.
>[You gain an extra bonus when learning and using Sense-type Force Powers, and gain the ability Farsight, a Force power that allows you to perceive events happening in distant places or times.]

Man, stopping hearts would be nice to have.

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>>>Fearful of your success in the levitation portion of the tournament, one of your opponents sought to sabotage you and reached out with the Force. But instead of stopping your levitation, your heart stopped beating, and you were clinically dead for three minutes before the Healers were able to revive you. Lingering on the edge between life and the void has changed you irrevocably.

>>4002956
>Emerging victorious from a rather standard and procedural tournament, your journey back to your quarters was met with ambush by those destined for the Service Corps. As the gang fell upon you in jealous fury, your lightsaber was damaged and as the beating worsened, you instinctively reached for an improvised weapon and imbued it with the Force. You gave a valiant fight with your impromptu weapon before the Temple Guards arrived.

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>Stopping hearts would be nice to have.
Personally, I'd take a page out of this guy's book. Use the Force to apply pressure to an artery (in this case, the Brachiocephalic) to make it burst, and wait for the stroke to hit.

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>>>In a desperate ploy to win the finals match, your opponent overextended and brought the tip of his lightsaber slicing across your left eye. No amount of training could have prepared you for the debilitating agony you experienced, but you fought on to become champion in spite of the pain. Miraculously, the Healers were able to repair your eye, but the phantom pain flares from time to time.
>>[You gain an extra bonus when learning and using Control-type Force Powers, and gain the ability Control Pain, a Force power that allows you to fight in spite of debilitating injury, but does not heal them.]
The wall.

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>>>Fearful of your success in the levitation portion of the tournament, one of your opponents sought to sabotage you and reached out with the Force. But instead of stopping your levitation, your heart stopped beating, and you were clinically dead for three minutes before the Healers were able to revive you. Lingering on the edge between life and the void has changed you irrevocably.
>>[You gain an extra bonus when learning and using Sense-type Force Powers, and gain the ability Farsight, a Force power that allows you to perceive events happening in distant places or times.]

>>4002956
>>In a desperate ploy to win the finals match, your opponent overextended and brought the tip of his lightsaber slicing across your left eye. No amount of training could have prepared you for the debilitating agony you experienced, but you fought on to become champion in spite of the pain. Miraculously, the Healers were able to repair your eye, but the phantom pain flares from time to time.
>>[You gain an extra bonus when learning and using Control-type Force Powers, and gain the ability Control Pain, a Force power that allows you to fight in spite of debilitating injury, but does not heal them.]

>>4002956
>>>Emerging victorious from a rather standard and procedural tournament, your journey back to your quarters was met with ambush by those destined for the Service Corps. As the gang fell upon you in jealous fury, your lightsaber was damaged and as the beating worsened, you instinctively reached for an improvised weapon and imbued it with the Force. You gave a valiant fight with your impromptu weapon before the Temple Guards arrived.
>>[You gain an extra bonus to using and learning Alter-type Force powers, and gain the ability Force Weapon, a Force power that allows you to imbue unpowered weapons with the Force for a period of time.]

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You had nearly been beaten to within an inch of your life, but you gave equal measures back towards your peers that had failed. Broken limbs and bruised ribs, swollen faces and even burns on some of your more ferocious strikes...

...perhaps a broom wasn't the most dignified weapon of a freshly anointed Padawan, but it did the job and humiliated the would-be Service Corps members...if they weren't kicked out. Upon finding that they would still remain within the order, even Kristen was aghast and angry at the council. Her and Torok petitioned angrily with the Masters, arguing for their complete expulsion and incarceration.

However, they would not be swayed. The perpetrators of this incident would still remain in the Service Corps...albeit sentenced to the most grueling, menial stations the likes of which even a lowlife would blanch. For the next...fifteen standard cycles.

You hadn't complained. If anything else, you wish you could send them flowers. To awaken to a unique Force power at such a young age was a rare accomplishment. Although you do wish that the other Knights and Padawans would stop referring to you as "The Broomstick Knight".

You're not even a Knight yet!

>>You have displayed an affinity for Alter-type Force Powers, and will receive a bonus when learning or executing them.
>>You learn the Force power Force Weapon (Lv. 1).
>>You also have learned Force Push/Pull and Force Jump.

For your valiant performance, you attracted the attention of several Jedi Masters within the )Order, with several desiring for you to become their Padawan learner. The three most vocal and prominent could not be any different, yet for their competitiveness in scouting you out, they had appeared to be good friends. There seemed to be no bad blood lost between them, even as they petitioned the Masters and brought their cases to bear against the other.

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>You hadn't complained. If anything else, you wish you could send them flowers. To awaken to a unique Force power at such a young age was a rare accomplishment. Although you do wish that the other Knights and Padawans would stop referring to you as "The Broomstick Knight".
Fuck yeah we cleaned out the trash!

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However, it seemed that one had won in the end. You know not how they accomplished this, or what games were played between the three of them. All you know is that of the three you saw, only one remained in the chambers of the High Council when you were summoned.

>>>Who is the Master that greeted you?

>>Jedi Master Uyer Kosa [Guardian] – A Twi’lek master with a respectable history as a Jedi Peacekeeper, patrolling the Outer Rim and keeping peace amongst the vast expanse of space. She is famous for destroying the Starbound crime syndicate with only her lightsaber and skills with the Force. Tough but fair, stern yet kind, it was considered to be a prestigious honor when she selected you as her apprentice.
>[Gain 2 Ranks in Underworld (Knowledge), 1 Rank in Coercion (Panache) and 1 Rank in Leadership (Brawn)]

>>Jedi Master Brethon Larid [Sentinel] – A Human master with a reputation for benign eccentricity and his rare double-blade lightsaber. His persona is a façade to disguise his path as a Jedi Shadow, a ruthless hunter of all things related to the Dark Side. It was something of a shock to the Order at large when he took you as an apprentice, as he had never done so before you. He has high standards and expectations for you to follow, but believes you are the one to succeed him.
>[Gain 2 Ranks in Lore (Intellect), 1 Rank in Vigilance (Willpower), and 1 Rank in Sith (Intellect)]

>>Jedi Knight Aure [Consular] – A Zabrak master who found an unexpected calling as a Jedi Diplomat, channeling her species’ single-minded determination in the realms of politics. She carries two lightsabers at her belt, and is as scarily adept with them as she is in aggressive negotiations. She seems to have taken after the late Qui-Gon Jinn in the tightrope of disobeying the Council with her behavior and philosophy. You are equal measures her apprentice and check on some of her wilder impulses and instincts.
>[Gain 2 Ranks in Negotiation (Panache), 1 Rank in Charm (Panache) and 1 Rank in Medicine (Knowledge)]

>>4003161
>>Jedi Master Brethon Larid [Sentinel] – A Human master with a reputation for benign eccentricity and his rare double-blade lightsaber. His persona is a façade to disguise his path as a Jedi Shadow, a ruthless hunter of all things related to the Dark Side. It was something of a shock to the Order at large when he took you as an apprentice, as he had never done so before you. He has high standards and expectations for you to follow, but believes you are the one to succeed him.
>[Gain 2 Ranks in Lore (Intellect), 1 Rank in Vigilance (Willpower), and 1 Rank in Sith (Intellect)]
Order 66 is coming up.

>>4003161
>>Jedi Master Brethon Larid [Sentinel] – A Human master with a reputation for benign eccentricity and his rare double-blade lightsaber. His persona is a façade to disguise his path as a Jedi Shadow, a ruthless hunter of all things related to the Dark Side. It was something of a shock to the Order at large when he took you as an apprentice, as he had never done so before you. He has high standards and expectations for you to follow, but believes you are the one to succeed him.
Jedi Shadow. Yes please.

>>4003161
>>Jedi Master Brethon Larid [Sentinel] – A Human master with a reputation for benign eccentricity and his rare double-blade lightsaber. His persona is a façade to disguise his path as a Jedi Shadow, a ruthless hunter of all things related to the Dark Side. It was something of a shock to the Order at large when he took you as an apprentice, as he had never done so before you. He has high standards and expectations for you to follow, but believes you are the one to succeed him.
>[Gain 2 Ranks in Lore (Intellect), 1 Rank in Vigilance (Willpower), and 1 Rank in Sith (Intellect)]

>>4003161
>\>>Jedi Knight Aure [Consular] – A Zabrak master who found an unexpected calling as a Jedi Diplomat, channeling her species’ single-minded determination in the realms of politics. She carries two lightsabers at her belt, and is as scarily adept with them as she is in aggressive negotiations. She seems to have taken after the late Qui-Gon Jinn in the tightrope of disobeying the Council with her behavior and philosophy. You are equal measures her apprentice and check on some of her wilder impulses and instincts.
>[Gain 2 Ranks in Negotiation (Panache), 1 Rank in Charm (Panache) and 1 Rank in Medicine (Knowledge)]

>>4003161
>>>Jedi Master Uyer Kosa [Guardian] – A Twi’lek master with a respectable history as a Jedi Peacekeeper, patrolling the Outer Rim and keeping peace amongst the vast expanse of space. She is famous for destroying the Starbound crime syndicate with only her lightsaber and skills with the Force. Tough but fair, stern yet kind, it was considered to be a prestigious honor when she selected you as her apprentice.
>>[Gain 2 Ranks in Underworld (Knowledge), 1 Rank in Coercion (Panache) and 1 Rank in Leadership (Brawn)]

>>4003161
>>>Jedi Master Brethon Larid [Sentinel] – A Human master with a reputation for benign eccentricity and his rare double-blade lightsaber. His persona is a façade to disguise his path as a Jedi Shadow, a ruthless hunter of all things related to the Dark Side. It was something of a shock to the Order at large when he took you as an apprentice, as he had never done so before you. He has high standards and expectations for you to follow, but believes you are the one to succeed him.
>>[Gain 2 Ranks in Lore (Intellect), 1 Rank in Vigilance (Willpower), and 1 Rank in Sith (Intellect)]
Interesting.

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>>4003200

Say...just before your trial, there was this weird kid that came to the Temple after that debacle at Naboo. Skywalker was his name? Apparently, he skipped the stage of Youngling and went straight to Padawan under Obi-Wan Kenobi! Kristen was beside herself, murmuring about the impropriety of the act. The kid was nine years old, far too late to be taken as a Youngling, let alone a Padawan!

She quickly shut up when Torok pointed out that Master Kota was eighteen when Master Windu brought him into the temple. Twice the age of Skywalker, and well beyond the age that a youngling would be taken to the temple...fifteen years, last time you had checked. And for all his sour mood and festering rage that had accompanied him, Master Kota has not fallen to the Dark Side.

You yourself aren’t quite sure what to make of the situation. You suspect that Kristen is equal measures scandalized and jealous of the preferential treatment of Skywalker. Tovol couldn’t care less beyond mild interest, too busy learning the finer points of droid mechanics from Master Paratus.

What did you think of this odd Padawan?
>You tried your best to make him feel welcome in the order.
>You didn’t care about him, you had bigger things to worry about.
>You feel resentment towards Skywalker for his jump to Padawan.

This has no impact on stats and is strictly for character development...as well as determines how Vader reacts /should/ he find you Post-Order 66.

Rolled 2 (1d3)

>>4003253
I'll let the dice decide for me.

>>4003253
>You tried your best to make him feel welcome in the order.

>>4003253
>You tried your best to make him feel welcome in the order.

>>4003262
>>4003253
And so shall it be.
>You didn’t care about him, you had bigger things to worry about.

While I would have went straight for the first choice, it felt more appropriate to bring a bit of randomness to my final choice concerning Skywalker.

>>4003253
>You tried your best to make him feel welcome in the order.
Vader pls.

>>4003253
>You feel resentment towards Skywalker for his jump to Padawan.

>>4003253
>You tried your best to make him feel welcome in the order.

>You tried your best to make him feel welcome in the order.

>>4003282
>implying having fond memories wouldn't just make him angrier

>>4003296
>This Lord of the Sith propels himself through space by sheer anger alone

>>4003253
>>You didn’t care about him, you had bigger things to worry about.

>>4003270
Ditto
>inb4 this is the best option for Vader not killing us immediately

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>>4003309
In the brief year you shared the temple with Skywalker, you went out of your way to make him welcome in the Jedi Order. The poor kid’s got it rough; the preferential treatment of the High Council and other Knights of the order have made him somewhat of a pariah among his peers. You wouldn’t go so far as to say he shares a bond with you akin to the Salamanders, or the likes of Kristen and Torok, but there’s a burgeoning friendship there beyond “passing acquaintances”.

“I miss my mother,” he had said one day, when the two of you shared a temple balcony for mediation. Skywalker’s eyes were fixated on the distant stars, which you eventually learned was Tatooine. “Do you remember your mother?”

“Not much...brief flashes, impressions of sensations...” you shrugged as you exit the lotus position, “Not really memories, but they’re there. I was taken young.”

Silence on the balcony. Then: “How do you deal with it?”

“I’m sorry?”

“The loss. Sometimes I feel that my own master doesn’t care for me...and that Master Qui-Gon was a better fit.”

At least you have a Master, something within you snarled, but you quickly stuffed that back into your subconscious. Clearing your throat, you say, “You shouldn’t believe that. Master Kenobi cares for you deeply; he goes out of his way to defend you to the Council. And if you don’t believe me, look inwards on yourself; put your trust in the Force, and it will show you the truth.”

The look he had given you still haunts you to this day. “That’s what I’ve been afraid of...”

=Line Break=

Master Larid is...an odd Jedi. At one moment, the man can go off on a tangent for hours, from the most minute stain on the wall to a nostalgic walk in the woods triggering memories of his wayward youth.

“You see, Padawan, if I possess a green blade, our enemies will think me a Consular! And the double blades will distract them! However, I happen to carry around a spare lightsaber that’s the proper color for a Jedi Sentinel, a lustrous, vibrant gold. But don't tell the Council, hm? It'll be our little secret. Back on Parax Prime, I was hunting down relics of the Sith and stumbled upon this cave which contained a rare crystal...”

And in the next instant...

“There’s a Dark Jedi rumored to be loose in the Outer Rim. Pack up, Padawan, and prepare the ship. There is no time to be lost. This dark acolyte will be brought to justice here in the Temple...but if the Force wills it, then to oblivion."

The change is jarring enough to give you whiplash.

Only then you had begun to understand the "eccentric" reputation that your master had surrounded himself with. And the worst part? You can't tell which one's the fake persona and which one's the real one. More than once, you've been tempted to report this to the Healer's Hall...but it doesn't seem to otherwise impede his duties.

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His performance “act” as a hyper-distracted, borderline schizophrenic middle-aged man seems to be a feature, not a malfunction.

“The ‘real Master Larid?’” he had asked when you broached the subject. “Why Padawan, if you needed glasses or special goggles, why didn’t you say so? Perhaps we’ll get some installed with a H.U.D., all the better for you and I to track down the artifacts and remnants of the Dark Side...”

...you’ve long since given up on trying to figure out your master. Not that it stops you from otherwise learning both from him, and what little you can about him.

If Master Larid’s past was a report in the Jedi Temple, there would be several corrupted files and redacted passages. Understandable, as his occupation demands secrecy and discretion. Still, he’s forthcoming when he wants to be, sharing stories about his hunts for anything related to the Dark Side, and the myriad tactics he’s had to use against them.

“You don’t always have to keep your lightsaber on, you know!” calling as you duck and weave blindfolded through a veritable fleet of combat remotes. Who’s rate of fire has been set to three times the standard setting. 'Simulation with a Dark Jedi and their followers' he said.

He still continues to talk, and you aren't sure whether his stories are themselves part of the test; they certainly are distracting you: “When I fought against a Dark Jedi, our blades locked and it then became a battle of strength. Just when he seemed like he was about to break through my guard...I switched off my lightsaber, he stumbled and fell due to the overbalance, and lopped his head off his shoulders. Actually, I still have his skull somewhere in the ship...ah, no, I gave it as a drinking mug to the primitives of that planet...at least, that’s what I saw them doing with it..."

...no, these really had been a part of the training. Because the last sentence he uttered distracted (read: caused you to stumble) you long enough to receive a face-full of blaster.

"...you'd think they'd take the skin off before they started drinking..."

>>You started your journey as a Jedi with a single Lightsaber. Under Master Larid’s tutelage, you decided...
>To remain a wielder of a single lightsaber...for now, at least.
>To take up a double-bladed lightsaber in honor of your master.
>To forge another lightsaber to wield in conjunction with your own.

>>4003430
>To take up a double-bladed lightsaber in honor of your master.

>>4003430
>To remain a wielder of a single lightsaber...for now, at least.

>>4003430
>To forge another lightsaber to wield in conjunction with your own.
Any chance we can make them link up together for double bladed attacks?

>>4003430
>>To remain a wielder of a single lightsaber...for now, at least.

>>4003430
>>To take up a double-bladed lightsaber in honor of your master.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N74cnBa_Bmc

>>4003430
>Forge a second lightsaber

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>>4003444
I think I know what you're referring to. Right now, Master Larid wants you to hone one particular fighting method with only one type of lightsaber. You can branch out later, build a new lightsaber or make some modifications later. after Order 66

Oh, and for those wondering about Lightsaber Forms, when fighting, you make a roll for the Lightsaber Skill, adding whatever ranks you have and bonuses from the stats that correlate with them.

- Form I: Cunning.
- Form II: Finesse.
- Form III: Finesse + Intellect.
- Form IV: Brawn + Finesse.
- Form V: Brawn.
- Form VI: Cunning + Panache.
- Form VII: Brawn + Cunning + Resolve. [RESTRICTED BY THE COUNCIL]

Writing...

>>4003430
>To forge another lightsaber to wield in conjunction with your own.

OOC getting another crystal is gonna be a bitch after order 66 unless we use a sith artificial crystal.

>>4003486
>That pic
>That Way Of The Hawt Bat
That bat was hot yo

>>4003486
>Form II: Finesse.
Less people will be familiar with this, and with our Master's use of Niman we should be able to learn to use something imbued in the offhand/another saber to make up for the weakness against blasters.

>>4003486
What’s our best Stat?

>>4003526
Finesse and Resolve.

>>4003486
>Form II
Duelist protags best protags

>>4002602
awful lot of star wars quests latey. not complaining however, ive been enjoying most of them .)

>>4003486
Form V is my favorite but form II or III seem like a better fit

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"Are you so eager to escape the influence of your master that you'd go and create another lightsaber, my young Padawan?"

"Please don't reprimand me when you have two lightsabers of your own, master...especially since they're both incapable of being wielded together."

"Oh, Farren...you wound your master! And here I thought I was going to be enjoying the prospect of teaching you the double-bladed techniques throughout your apprenticeship."

"...what about your single lightsaber? The one that...uh...is 'our little secret'?"

"...I nearly forgot about that!"

"We were just talking about...you know what? Never mind, master..."

>You are now the proud owner of two lightsabers of indeterminate color.
>...we should really a pick a color for them.

>>What color are your lightsabers?
>Blue. Justice and protection.
>Green. Peace through force when necessary.
>Gold/Yellow. Intrigue and pursuit.

Thus begins a long and arduous apprenticeship. In-between the myriad misadventures and mishaps you suffer as your master chases more dead ends than not, you still manage to learn and take away several valuable lessons. Most of these are administered via osmosis; for example, you learned that on the planet of Lupra IV that wearing brown was considered to be a great offense to the natives, and that one should never drink the juice of the Bonbom fruit without first distilling to avoid the laxative properties.

Better yet are the lessons learned in the heat of combat, such as the time your master triggered a trap in some ancient temple, and caused the sentry droids within to awaken from their two-thousand year old slumber.

Good times...times you'll (hopefully) live to tell your own apprentices

But throughout the years of your apprenticeship, he managed to instill within you some degree of proficiency and mastery in...

>>Please select two (2) lightsaber forms that you are proficient in:
>Form II, Makashi - the preferred style for lightsaber-to-lightsaber combat. A style of fluid attacks and feints. [Finesse]
>Form III, Soresu - the ultimate expression of defense and form for deflection, perception and interception. [Resolve]
>Form IV, Ataru - the ultimate expression of aggressive and kinetic movement, constantly on the offensive. [Brawn + Finesse]
>Form V, Shien/Djem So - the ultimate style for aggressive counter-attacks, suitable for blaster fire and lightsabers. [Brawn]
>Form VI, Niman - perhaps the most balanced of all styles, characterized by practicality, Force integration and easy adapted for dual-wielding. [Finesse+Cunning]

Fixed some typos/stat misapplication for the lightsaber forms.

As this post has two votes you must cast, please structure them as the following:
>Color.
>Form X.
>Form Y.

>>4003581
>>Green. Peace through force when necessary.
>Form II, Makashi - the preferred style for lightsaber-to-lightsaber combat. A style of fluid attacks and feints. [Finesse]
>Form III, Soresu - the ultimate expression of defense and form for deflection, perception and interception. [Resolve]
No, i'm not picking them because they're next to each other. I just like defensive duelists.

>>4003581
>Gold/Yellow. Intrigue and pursuit.

Blue's for starters, and everyone always makes a big deal about green.

>Form II, Makashi - the preferred style for lightsaber-to-lightsaber combat. A style of fluid attacks and feints. [Finesse]
>Form IV, Ataru - the ultimate expression of aggressive and kinetic movement, constantly on the offensive. [Brawn + Finesse]

>>4003581
>Green. Peace through force when necessary.
>Form II, Makashi - the preferred style for lightsaber-to-lightsaber combat. A style of fluid attacks and feints. [Finesse]
>Form VI, Niman - perhaps the most balanced of all styles, characterized by practicality, Force integration and easy adapted for dual-wielding. [Finesse+Cunning]

>>4003581
>Gold/Yellow. Intrigue and pursuit.
>Form II, Makashi - the preferred style for lightsaber-to-lightsaber combat. A style of fluid attacks and feints. [Finesse]
>Form VI, Niman - perhaps the most balanced of all styles, characterized by practicality, Force integration and easy adapted for dual-wielding. [Finesse+Cunning]

>>4003581
>Green. Peace through force when necessary.
>Form II, Makashi - the preferred style for lightsaber-to-lightsaber combat. A style of fluid attacks and feints. [Finesse]
>Form IV, Ataru - the ultimate expression of aggressive and kinetic movement, constantly on the offensive. [Brawn + Finesse]

>>4003581
>>Green. Peace through force when necessary.
>Form III, Soresu - the ultimate expression of defense and form for deflection, perception and interception. [Resolve]
>Form V, Shien/Djem So - the ultimate style for aggressive counter-attacks, suitable for blaster fire and lightsabers. [Brawn]

None shall pass.

>>4003581 #
>Gold/Yellow. Intrigue and pursuit.
>Form II, Makashi - the preferred style for lightsaber-to-lightsaber combat. A style of fluid attacks and feints. [Finesse]
>Form VI, Niman - perhaps the most balanced of all styles, characterized by practicality, Force integration and easy adapted for dual-wielding. [Finesse+Cunning]

>>4003581
>Green. Peace through force when necessary.
>Form III, Soresu - the ultimate expression of defense and form for deflection, perception and interception. [Resolve]
>Form VI, Niman - perhaps the most balanced of all styles, characterized by practicality, Force integration and easy adapted for dual-wielding. [Finesse+Cunning]

Niman would let us use both sabers.

>>4003581
>Gold/Yellow. Intrigue and pursuit.

>>Form III, Soresu - the ultimate expression of defense and form for deflection, perception and interception. [Resolve]
>>Form IV, Ataru - the ultimate expression of aggressive and kinetic movement, constantly on the offensive. [Brawn + Finesse]

>>4003642
>Niman would let us use both sabers.
Technically all of them would. After a bit of innovation and personalization it could even end up being not terrible. Honestly if you aren't adjusting and adapting as you go you're pretty much asking to get gunned down by progress.

>>4003655
True, but Nimen is famous for being the fastest way to using them both.

>>4003663
That's fair. I'd be more interested in it for the quick and dirty use of the Force myself. But I'm a filthy single-saber casual

>>4003675
Nothing wrong with the classics Anon

>>4003609
Ditto
>>4003581
Weird rival relationship when?

>>4003581
>Gold/Yellow. Intrigue and pursuit.

>Form VI, Niman - perhaps the most balanced of all styles, characterized by practicality, Force integration and easy adapted for dual-wielding. [Finesse+Cunning]
>Form II, Makashi - the preferred style for lightsaber-to-lightsaber combat. A style of fluid attacks and feints. [Finesse]

>>4003581
>Gold/Yellow. Intrigue and pursuit.
>Form II, Makashi - the preferred style for lightsaber-to-lightsaber combat. A style of fluid attacks and feints. [Finesse]
>Form VI, Niman - perhaps the most balanced of all styles, characterized by practicality, Force integration and easy adapted for dual-wielding. [Finesse+Cunning]

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Your lightsabers are a resplendent yellow-gold color, honoring your master and the path laid before you. God is the color of the hunter, of intrigue and pursuit. And you had always seen to it that your 'sabers reflect the actions you take as apprentice of a Jedi Shadow.

And what better style to adopt than the one best suited for hunting practitioners of the Dark Side? Of the enemies you and your master had fought, there were only a handful who had any sort of prior training in the Jedi Arts, be it the Force or in lightsaber combat. Overkill? Perhaps, but the adherents of the Dark Side are just as unpredictable and insidious as the power they wield...

Nine years had come and gone, of misadventures, happy accidents and "good" times for both Master and Apprentice.

Of course, everything changed with the outbreak of the Clone Wars following the Battle of Geonosis. And of course Skywalker was caught right in the middle of that mess. Because it's almost expected of him, given his own share of misadventures. From Padawan to commander of his own Clone Batallion and a padawan, to boot! Sky's the limit for this guy...

"Annoying," was the singular term Master Larid used to describe the conflict. They would detract you from your journey, and the hunt of all things related to the Dark Side. His interest was only piqued when you received news that Count Dooku was assembling a cell of Dark Jedi for the Separatist forces. Still, with more autonomy as a Jedi Shadow, he was afforded leeway where others might not have room.

"Prevent acolytes joining Dooku, you must," Master Yoda's hologram had said on the transmitter. "The war within, your fight shall be."

Thus, your foray into the Clone Wars against the Separatist Forces mercifully found the two of you serving as informants, infiltrators and special forces, but only where Dark Jedi were expected to be. Master Larid has many virtues to his faults, but leadership is not one of them. He practically threatened to walk out of the order if he was placed in command of any Clones. The two of you are attached and transferred out among the Jedi Generals working in the Outer Rim, hunting down and chasing whatever leads you find...

>Gain 1 Rank in Deception (Cunning)
>Gain 1 Rank in Stealth (Agility)

(cont.)

>>4003581
>Form II, Makashi - the preferred style for lightsaber-to-lightsaber combat. A style of fluid attacks and feints. [Finesse]
>Form III, Soresu - the ultimate expression of defense and form for deflection, perception and interception. [Resolve]

>Gold

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But if you can say one good thing about the war, it’s that you had reunited with your fellow Salamanders across the galaxy. They’ve all grown up, and some of them had been apprenticed to Jedi Generals you’d worked with. Torok had been an Ace Pilot, leading his own clone squadron with a tricked-out Jedi Fighter. He had nearly crushed you with a bear...cat hug.

“...need...air...”

“You mean you don’t have a starship? Here, our armada has plenty of Jedi Fighters we could loan out to you...hell, we’d give it to you! Take your pick of the lot, I won’t be missing anything...”

Kristen managed logistics and diplomatic missions with the Master Aure. She had taken the time to idly note that you’d not died, having heard all sorts of wild stories from Master Aure about Master Larid.

“...and I’m surprised that you hadn’t flown into a black hole with Master Aure at the helm.”

“...shut up and give me a hug, you idiot.”

And to your incredible surprise, you even shared a few missions with Arotta. Your erstwhile childhood rival had been equally surprised, sneering at you before a stern look from her master cowed her into propriety. It seems that the strict tutelage of Master Uyer has taken the edge off your rival.

“...glad to see you’re still alive, pink-skin,” she had drawled out, “I still need to rectify the win-loss ratio.”

Not one to be left out of the snark, you shot back, “...right back at you, blueberry.”

From a young age, you’ve repeated the words of the Jedi Code, instilling the Mantra within your mind to where it comes as easy as drawing breath. In particular, Master Yoda emphasized emotional attachments, or how their lack thereof was the ideal that a true Jedi sought for. And this did not only extend to people; you share the same meager possessions you had from your years as an initiate and your service as a Padawan.

But these ideals, you held onto well enough, and took to like a fish in water. You strove to embody the ideal Jedi, shedding your worldly concerns and attachments in order to become closer with the Force...

...puberty, however, was perhaps the greatest trial that any young Jedi had to overcome. Especially Padawans, who were afforded more private rooms. Granted, it was a fool’s errand to get into any mischief within the Temple (not that it stopped anyone either too stupid or recklessly brave), but even before the breakout of the Clone Wars, life finds a way.

And the war itself made it worse.

Still, the subsequent mobilization of the Jedi places you far away from the temple, far away from the scrutinizing eyes of the High Council and all the cameras and Force-sensitives that could detect an emotional change in a stone. With Masters and Knights busy coordinating the war effort with their respective battalions, it wouldn’t surprise you to learn that a wayward Pawdawan might find some time to themselves...especially with those of the opposite sex.

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The truth about war is that it’s an unpleasant business, and an incredibly stressful experience. And that most of the war is sitting around and waiting for the next thing to happen. While meditation certainly takes the edge off things, you’re more than aware of how else people can deal with their frustrations and tensions...

>>While your ‘youthful urges’ began asserting themselves, you managed to keep your emotions in check with years of discipline and training. As for sex itself, however...
>You had remained chaste because no one really catches your eye, both in the temple and abroad.
>You had remain chaste to avoid any slippery slopes that would distract you from the Jedi Code.
>You had manage to accomplish an awkward, but heartfelt paramour with Kristen.
>You had your first time with one of the myriad women you encounter on your travels.
>You had manage to accomplish an angry, violent but oddly resolving coupling with Arotta.

>>4003789
>>You had remain chaste to avoid any slippery slopes that would distract you from the Jedi Code.
fuck thots, achieve unity with the Light Side

>>4003789
>>You had manage to accomplish an angry, violent but oddly resolving coupling with Arotta.

>>4003789
>>You had manage to accomplish an awkward, but heartfelt paramour with Kristen.

>>4003789
>You had manage to accomplish an angry, violent but oddly resolving coupling with Arotta.

>>4003793
>fuck thots
That is what most people do, yes.

>You had remained chaste because no one really catches your eye, both in the temple and abroad.
Gamorrean qt or bust
I'm kidding please don't.

>>4003789
>You had manage to accomplish an angry, violent but oddly resolving coupling with Arotta.

Y E S
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>>4003789
>You had manage to accomplish an angry, violent but oddly resolving coupling with Arotta.

>>4003801
Thanks, mouse, for not clicking when I wanted to link my post. You now make me look like a turbodouchebag. Many thanks.

>>4003789
linking.

>>4003793
I voted for Arotta because its the ONE thing that the other Jedi would NEVER identify thanks to their upbringing. It would be noticeable to outsiders though.

>>4003789
>Angry,Violent But ultimately resolving coupling
Dark Side Waifu HO

>>4003789
I’m a little surprised (and thankful) there’s no weird Gay Cat(amite) option

>>4003789
>You had manage to accomplish an angry, violent but oddly resolving coupling with Arotta.

>>4003843
I never liked how rare that was in Star Wars. If the QM goes that way though I'll be really impressed.

>>4003789
>You had manage to accomplish an awkward, but heartfelt paramour with Kristen.

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>>4003843
>>4003854
Neither of you are quite sure what had happened. The clones of Master Uyer’s ship gave you an empty cargo hold for the two of you to go at it. Nine years are a long time to bury hatchets or make peace with your past, but it seems that you and Arotta have too much bad...well, not bad, but there’s certainly an animosity that goes beyond competitiveness.

“Wow, Gaelle,” Arotta had said as she took up a position. Form IV, you idly realize. It seems that she’s channeled her aggression into dancing around the battlefield. “Your master lets you have two lightsabers? You compensating for something?”

“Only lack of horns on my head, you space-devil,” you had snarked back. With a snap-hiss, your lightsabers sprang to life.

“Just try not to tire yourself out too quickly...”

There’s an awkward pause as the two of you had simultaneously processed the double-entendre that would’ve been innocuous so many years ago. Coughing, you quickly replied, “...I’d say the same thing about you. Form IV is really jumpy, inn’it? Hope those montrals of yours don’t get in the way of our lightsabers.”

No more words pass between you. Perhaps for the better. There had been a heat on your cheeks where there wasn’t prior.

Silence and stillness, stances ready and weapons drawn...then a distant noise had gone off, for some cargo elevator or bay doors, and the fight began in earnest.

Light had filled the cargo bay as the two of you danced in earnest. It’s a far cry from the brutish clashing of your youths, rough and roughshod in execution and methodology. Nine years is a long time to master Form II, improve your techniques and become proficient with another Form. If you had both been artists, your earlier days would be filled with scribbles and doodles. Now, every swing and stroke is a masterpiece in motion.

The conditions of victory were vague. It wasn’t to first blood, as you’d lowered the settings of your ‘sabers. First strike would not have satisfied anybody. Only concession to the better would be accepted for both of you, at least, for a time.

By the time you reach some sort of midpoint, sweat poured off of both of you in rivulets. Form IV is just as exhaustive as you said, and Form VI requires both concentration and dexterity, all the more with two lightsabers. The two of you had been breathing hard, having long-since shorn your outermost robes. A silent communication passes between you, a final clash in the middle to resolve the match.

At the signal of some distant sound, you did just that. You sprint forward, she flips into the air...and in the middle of the hold, your lightsabers shriek and glow wildly as they crash against each other. You have a wider stance, but Arotta has momentum; unstoppable force met immovable object. And for a brief moment in time, there is only the two of you, Farren Gaelle and Arotta Bashur...

(cont.)

>>4003903
>Clone Bros knew this would happen
>There was an open bet going on over how long the fight would last before the two fucked

>>4003918
Yup even the fucking clones knew. What a bunch of bros.

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>>4003903
Something had clicked. Perhaps one of you had intended to grapple, but the end result was certainly beyond the bounds of a spar. Even as your lightsabers deactivated and you grabed her robes, Arotta had already claimed your hem and slammed you against a container. Her mouth met yours in a violent clash for dominance, one you weren’t about to lose.

By the time the two of you break for air, the concerns of the Jedi Code seem to be a thing of the past.

“...your spaceship?” she asked, with a fire in her eyes and voice that burned hotter than a star.

You nod, somehow swallowing the lump in your throat, “...just an elevator away...”

Master Brethon’s most recent ship at the time was a Jedi Sojourner, a modified freighter made to transport Jedi across the galaxy. Created by the same company that developed the interceptors that the Jedi flew into battle, it was little work for them to develop a line of ships for transportation. The Boss Bantha is hardly the most intimidating name, but it gave off the air of disguising its true intentions.

Neither of you had paused or otherwise opened your mouths. That would have led to a reconsideration of the actions you were about to take. But before your wisdom could get the better of you, the hatch to your own quarters closed, and the two of you made good on that unspoken communication.

Jedi robes had been shed with impatient urgency. Her one-piece flight-suit was more convenient, coming undone with a quick tug of a zipper, and peeled off in with a torturous slowness. Both of your undergarments joined the pile of dirty laundry on the floor of your berth. Your room is cluttered with a mess of artifacts, clothes, manuals and souvenirs, an oddity for a supposedly orderly Jedi. The state of your room could never have been possible back in the Jedi Temple.

Arotta pulled you over to the bed, and swept off all the clothes and junk with the authority as if this were her berth. Then, she took you by the shoulders, threw you onto the bed, and climbed on top of you.

Your coupling had been more a match than a paramour encounter. It was fast, furious and urgent, a continuance of your “duel” in the cargo hold. Somehow, she’s even more rough and aggressive than before, but you’re able to pay her back in kind. By the time you’ve completely and utterly spent yourselves, you had gouges on your back and chest, and blood on your lower lip. She’d long ago screamed herself hoarse, and purple bruises dot along her thighs, chest and neck.

By some merciful stroke of luck, the time on the Venator was approaching rest hours for the officers. Thus, the two of you had been provided with the perfect excuse to remain an exhausted, sticky tangle of flesh and limbs within the confines of your ship for the next few hours. She curled up against you as you drew the sheets and slammed your hand on the lights, pantomiming the aftermath of vigorous lovemaking.

(cont.)

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>>4003930
Nice.

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>>4003930
Nice

>>4003930
We owe the clones bros a drink.

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>>4003430
I kno im late but
>To forge another lightsaber to wield in conjunction with your own.
Because of our broom knight status I thought about lance-lightsaber

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>>4003930
“...so, who won?” she asks in the darkness.

You thought about it for a moment before admitting, “...I lost count...”

“Damn...”

“A true shame...”

“...this doesn’t change anything, pink-skin.”

“Wouldn’t think of it otherwise, blueberry.”

“...this isn’t against the Jedi Code, right?”

“Nothing in the mantra about bumping uglies...”

“Yeah, no kidding. Didn’t expect humans to be pink all the way down.”

“I, for one, am finally vindicated in the knowledge that the color of your lips match...”

“...”

“...”

“...doesn’t change the win-loss if we lose count.”

“...guess not.”

“...”

“...”

“...you up for a rematch?”

“...I can agree to that...”

>>Your relationship with Arotta Bashur has become intimate.
>>Throughout the Clone Wars, you continued to have “sparring sessions” whenever you happened to meet up.

>>Line Break

One of your missions had found you chasing a Dark Jedi through the jungles of some arid, rocky and barely-alive hellhole in the Mid Rim. With an LAAT/i borrowed from your accompanying Clone Battalion, you and Master Larid made quick work of navigating through the dense foliage. Scans of the planet revealed no major settlements, and nothing higher than the equivalent of a dog.

“Tread carefully, apprentice,” Master Larid warned sternly, shedding his eccentricity for a deadly seriousness, “The Dark Side is strong on this planet...can you not feel it?”

Your silence had spoken louder than any words. There had been a font of power here, an echo from which the Dark Side poured forth. Even prior encounters with other dark acolytes could not compare to the sheer evil that permeated the atmosphere of the planet. It called to you, treading at the edge of your mind like a blade of grass, phantom touches above the small of your back...but it was not the usual temptation that presented itself to you.

You sensed an endless yearning, a hunger and great void that could not be filled...

“...remember your training...and all the previous Dark Jedi we’ve faced. You will defeat this one, Farren. You must before they can escape and join with Count Dooku and the Seperatists.”

It had been all you could do to nod and ask, “...and what about...what about you, Master?”

His eyes hardened. “I’m going to locate this echo and obliterate it from the face of the galaxy.”

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The Clones placed you down atop a hill overlooking a vast and empty plain. According to your scans, the Dark Jedi had fled into a nearby cave structure, and was only half klick away.

But what the orbital scans mistook for rock formations actually revealed themselves to be the crumbling structures of a civilization long-since dead. Half-sunken towers peak out from earthen rises, and the bases of architecture mark what once might have been a city.

...this planet once held intelligent life.

You had turned your focus inward, thinking and retracing all of your times in the Archives and library. Something terrible had happened here, something so strong with the Dark Side that it left a permanent impression upon a now-dead planet. Only a Sith could have been responsible for this...

>Roll 2d6 + 4 Sith (Intellect) [+1 Rank, +3 Trained]
>Best out of three.

And I sleep. It's 4 AM EST here, and I was so juiced that I couldn't step away from the computer. Resuming tomorrow, time ETA.

>>4003963

Rolled 6, 1 + 4 = 11 (2d6 + 4)

>>4003963

Rolled 4, 3 + 4 = 11 (2d6 + 4)

>>4003963
STOP RIGHT THERE CRIMINAL SCUM!

Rolled 6, 5 + 4 = 15 (2d6 + 4)

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>>4003974
You deduce that this could only be the planet Katarr, a Miralukan colony that once held a Jedi Enclave. Years after the destruction of the Star Forge and Revan’s disappearance into the Unknown Regions, this planet was drained of all life by the Sith Lord Darth Nihilus, the Lord of Hunger. There were no survivors save for one, a Miralukan by the name of Visas Marr, whom Nihulus took as his apprentice.

I leave you with that, and now I sleep[/i]

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>>4003983
Oh.

>>4003930
Are you fucking kidding me? Star Wars smut, really? Shame, this quest looked quite promising.

I'm done here.

>>4004148
>Smut
You don't know the meaning of the word, faggot.

>>4004148
>They had sex
>SMUT!!! REEEEEEEE

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>>4004148
Oh noooo don't leave we're lost without you. Please I'm begging you!

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>>4004148

i hope this quest continues for a while!
it is really good imo
even the smut isnt cringy shit, no need to do to much of it though

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>>4003970
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>>4003983
Relaying your “discovery” to your master as you venture through the ruins of the city confirmed your suspicions. What surviving architecture stands is Miralukan in its design; the rounded edges and circular foundations are iconic to their species. And a quick consultation of star charts confirms beyond a shadow of a doubt that this could only be Katarr.

“Darth Nihilus...” Larid spat out the word as if he tasted a bad fruit, “...the Lord of Hunger. Well done, Farren. Only one of his description could have done...this to a planet.”

Fear seized you like a violent grip. “You mean to say there could be more of...of him?”

“No,” your master refuted quickly, “The circumstances of his creation were...unique to say the least. Your next homework assignment is to read my uncensored history of the First Jedi Purge. Of particular interest, you will find the sections about Malachor V and Jedi Master Meetra Surik.”

Assigned reading...and it was unusual for your master to let you into his personal database. At least you had something to look forward to once you returned to the ship.

>>You and your master split up, each venturing towards their respective tasks.
>>Chasing the wellspring of the Dark Side, he ventured towards the distant mountains.
>>Chasing the Dark Jedi, you descended into the cave structure beneath the ruined city...

As far as attire went, it seemed that there had been a Dark Jedi council meeting that dictated that all members must wear black. And failing that, some other dark color that was close enough on the spectrum. You and your master have faced at least a dozen dark acolytes, and barring their species and motivations...they all looked the same, from sector to sector, from the Outer Rim to the Inner Core.

The Dark Jedi before you is no such exception. His robes were entirely black, and only the illumination of a nearby lamp made him visible. And of course, the light of his ‘saber certainly helped define him clearer, snapping to life as you drew closer towards him.

“Jedi...” the acolyte hissed, leveling his weapon in your direction, “...I was wondering when you’d make your appearance...but where is your master? Two I sensed that came down from your ship, two bright sparks among a handful of ashen dullards. I ask again: where is your master?”

You ignited your own weapon, twin blades of gold that cast a hard counter against the harsh crimson light. “I don’t need my master to defeat you.”

A cruel smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. “Is that arrogance, I sense from you, Padawan? Arrogance is unbecoming of a Jedi.”

“It’s not arrogance if it’s a promise...” you declared as you fall into a stance. The cave’s big enough for you maneuver around. Arotta wouldn’t have had any trouble employing Form IV. “But I would first know why you’re here...who you are...”

(cont.)

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He laughed, a cruel noise that reverberated along the walls of the cave. “How kind of you to break the ice, to learn who I am and what my desires are before you aim to murder me.”

“My master requires your name for the sake of cataloging and indexing. Even the slightest mistake or lack of information would give him cause to assign remedial lessons.”

“Cheeky, aren’t you?” The Dark Jedi assumed a duelist’s stance, one eerily reminiscent of Count Dooku: Makashi, Form II. “Very well, Padawan. I have no loyalty to Count Dooku or his Separatists. Entertain me long enough, and perhaps I’ll give you the answers you want!”

>>Which style will you use to fight him?
>Form II - Makashi [Finesse].
>Form VI - Niman [Finesse+Cunning].

>>4004279
>>Form VI - Niman [Finesse+Cunning].

>>4004279
>Form II - Makashi [Finesse].

>>4004279
>>Form VI - Niman [Finesse+Cunning].

>>4004279
>Form VI - Niman [Finesse+Cunning].

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>>4004330

“Two lightsabers...a curious thing,” your opponent remarked, “I remember Dooku’s little pet was also a practitioner. I never fought her myself, much as I wanted to...such an angry ball of frustration, that one is...”

That could only have been Ventress. It certainly matched up with what Master Larid had on file.

“Ah, no use crying over spoiled blue milk...” In the darkness of the cave, his eyes glowed an ominous yellow color. The power of the Dark Side, the very planet itself, was giving him strength. “Try not to die quickly. I would hate to run you through without helping with your homework.”

You offered no reply but a swift advance, and a flurry of blows from your weapon. He laughed, striking back to lock your blades together.

“I’m going to enjoy this!”

>Roll 2d6+7 Lightsaber (+2 Ranks, +3 Finesse, +2 Cunning).
>Best out of three.

Rolled 6, 4 + 7 = 17 (2d6 + 7)

>>4004340

Rolled 5, 1 + 7 = 13 (2d6 + 7)

>>4004340

Rolled 6, 5 + 7 = 18 (2d6 + 7)

>>4004340

good

>>4004345
oof

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>>4004342
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>>4004345
Niman in of itself is not a bad form, but dual-wielding sacrifices the precision one would find in Makashi. Of course, the trade is not without its benefits. Speed and maneuverability are key features of dual-wielding. They aren’t opposing styles as much as incredibly difficult to merge or synthesize. Still, if you lose on lightsaber, you still have another one to fall back onto, and two styles to draw from.

“If you were a boss fight, single-lightsaber Niman/Makashi would be your second stage,” Tovol had once remarked.

But digressing, the cave quickly filled with a violent display of light, and the hellish screech of lightsabers clashing and parting away in rapid succession. The Dark Jedi is a duelist through-and-through. Several times, he tried to break through your guard, only for you to batter it away and counter with a harsh follow up.

“My name is Iskan,” the Dark Jedi shouted, “And I hail from the Outer Rim. Who are you, Jedi?”

“...Farron Gaelle...” you calmly answered, dancing around his guard in an attempt to outflank. “And I came from the Outer Rim.”

He seemed surprised at that last fact, but it quickly disappeared as you tried to press the advantage. He reached out with the Force, Pushing you back in order to regain his bearings. “Gaelle, Gaelle...a good name, a strong name. A name worthy of a Jedi.”

The fight continued. Contrails of light carved molten gouges into the walls and floor of the cave. Both of you were careful to not hit any support structures, or faultlines that might bring the cave down on your heads. Iskan wasn’t stupid, and though the Jedi Code dictates sacrifice, you weren’t about to try that just yet.

“You were never among our order,” you observed.

He nodded. “Aye, no I never was. Dooku saw fit to train me in your Jedi arts. Just enough to give me an edge, but not enough to defeat him. I’m mostly self-taught in that regard, traveling from planet to planet to hone my arts.

“Truth be told, I couldn’t give a rat’s ass about the Separatists. So when the call came from Dooku that I was activated...I just kind of kriffed off into the Outer Rim. Laid low and quiet, honed my skills, killed a few people, violently murdered agents Dooku sent to terminate me...a peaceful life until you guys found me.”

“And why this planet?” you ask.

“...you know just as well as I.” With his free hand, the Dark Jedi gestured to the entirety of the cave. “The Dark Side is strong in this place. Once, it was a wound in the Force, but the millennia have seen this planet slowly healing...shame that whatever Darth Nihilus did left the planet soaked in the Dark Side. And it’s an...intoxicating thing.”

“It will consume you,” you counter with both your weapons and your words, “Even worse than an ordinary dark acolyte. Nihilus’ hunger went beyond that of a Sith, knowing no bounds...”

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“I’d give it a few years,” Iskan drawls, “But rumor has it that Nihilus left a holocron. And that this planet has one of the clues that’ll lead me straight to it-”

A Sith Holocron! As far as information goes, that’s more than enough to make good on your promise for a full report. And what you can’t find, you can readily extrapolate or otherwise theorize. A power far worse than that of the Sith, Iskan of the Outer Rim seemed to be after.

And with that, you had no more reason to be merciful.

The duel ended as you would have expected. You feinted, lowering one of your ‘sabers in a thrust towards his legs. Iskan panicked, side-stepping to avoid the thrust, and countering with a strike towards your exposed chest...

...only for you to have used both lightsabers to catch his own. And in that split-second of hesitation, you perform the final strike. With a flick of your wrist, you batter away the counter attack and move to punish him with your follow up. The walls of the cave filled with the scream of the Dark Jedi as you severed his hand, and the lightsaber it carried.

His eyes glowed a fierce yellow, burning with hatred, and you felt the Force drawing into him. Sparks danced along his fingertips, and the taste of atmosphere filled your mouth. But just before he could unleash his Force Lightning, you severed that hand as well, just in time to allow the backlash to blow through his body.

The Dark Jedi lies in the floor, writhing in agony from the discharge of lightning and his own ruined hands. He only stopped as you have both of his lightsabers directly at his neck, ready to deliver the killing blow.

“W-wait!” Iskan panicked, and the words he utters froze you dead in your tracks. “You said that you’re a Gaelle? I visited a planet in the Outer Rim that had a community of them...humans named Gaelle! That’s why your name sounded familiar!”

...your...family?

“Kill me, and you’ll never find that planet,” the Dark Jedi insisted, “But if you spare me, I’ll give you the coordinates. They’re in my ship, and the log’s encrypted to a password only I know. Take my lightsaber, tell your master you defeated me...and I’ll be gone after you leave. You technically did, yeah? With both of my hands out, there’s nothing for me in this path anymore...”

You used the Force to authenticate the truth of his words...

Iskan was telling the truth. Somewhere, in the Outer Rim, there is a planet and community that has your family...and the source of those distant impressions in your mind.

Your parents.

>>How will you respond to this?
>“Give me the coordinates and get out of my sight.” [Let him go]
>“My master would see you first before that.” [Take him to Larid]
>“The Jedi are the only family I need.” [Execute him]

>>4004389
>“Give me the coordinates and get out of my sight.” [Let him go]

>>4004389
>>“My master would see you first before that.” [Take him to Larid]
let us not go full retard so early in the quest

>>4004389
>“Give me the coordinates and get out of my sight.” [Let him go]
Eh, he might show up again post Order 66.

>>4004389
>“My master would see you first before that.” [Take him to Larid]
Fuck no.

>>4004389
>“My master would see you first before that.” [Take him to Larid]

>>4004389
>>“Give me the coordinates and get out of my sight.” [Let him go]
Master's fixin' to get gacked anyways, so why the hell not?

>>4004389
>“My master would see you first before that.” [Take him to Larid]
We can convince Larid to help us get the coordinates by arguing that we can use them to check the community for anyone else he might have "inspired"

there is no reason to let him go, we dont know if he is alone here, he could alert any other sith
also: we should get more info on the holocron from him

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>>4004389
>“My master would see you first before that.” [Take him to Larid]
Executing disarmed dudes is not the jedi way, but letting a dark jedi go isn’t right either

>>4004389
>>“My master would see you first before that.” [Take him to Larid]


I would say knock him down, still a force user.

>>4004389
>“My master would see you first before that.” [Take him to Larid]
As edgy as it sounds, we don't really have enough of a urge to find our family.

>>4004389
>>“My master would see you first before that.” [Take him to Larid]

>>4004150
>>4004163
>>4004164
>>4004220

Do you cumbrains ever take your hands off your dicks? I doubt it.

Have sex irl.

>>4004389
>“The Jedi are the only family I need.” [Execute him]

>>4004450
>Have sex irl.
Can I just have a ham and cheese sandwich instead?

>>4004450
>I’m done here
>is still here

>>4004450
Dilate.

>>4004461
It's how it tends to go. It's funny because that literally wasn't smut. Homeless Mutant Quest had smut. Tasteful smut even.

>"And then they fucked"
isn't
>"Oh yes his peeen went in the vagoo two years of semen glorping"
Absolute autism.

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>>4004480
It wouldn't be so bad if it actually made sense in the setting. But this doesn't. Literally an important part of the Jedi code is that you're not allowed to have any attachments, especially not romantic ones. Sex would be pretty much unthinkable.

And also isn't our character still a teenager straight out of puberty? what the fuck?????????????????

>>4004539
u no like? u go!

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>>4004539
>But Lucas revealed that despite their monastic regime, Jedi were permitted to have sex.
>"Jedi Knights aren't celibate - the thing that is forbidden is attachments - and possessive relationships."

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/entertainment/1989505.stm

>>4004539
>And also isn't our character still a teenager straight out of puberty

you mean the time in a persons life when they'd be the most interested in sex because of hormones?

>>4004539
>And also isn't our character still a teenager straight out of puberty?

>tells people to have sex irl
>clearly hasn't had sex irl
>also failing his biology 1 class
You're a funny guy. Like a clown getting hit by freeway traffic. Nice going.

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>>4004452
Your fist lashed out, and you caught Iskan on the side of the head with the butt of your ‘saber. The Dark Jedi fell to the ground in an undignified heap, unconscious and completely helpless before you.

Exhaling, you take a moment to catch your breath and straighten out your robes. “...it’s a small galaxy after all...”

From your belt, you produced a length of fibercord, and strung it around Iskan’s arms and legs. Even a well-trained Jedi, once bound by fibercord, would find themselves in a precarious situation. Nothing short of a lightsaber or blaster bolt could break such a bind, not even the power of Force augmented strength. Perhaps not the most glorious and somewhat pedestrian in a Jedi Shadow’s arsenal, but you cannot deny how inspired it was.

“MASTER?! How am I supposed to block the control remotes and your lightsaber with my hands tied behind my back?!”

“Trust in the Force, my young apprentice!”

“THAT ISN’T HOW THE FORCE WORKS!”

“Shows what you know. Now pick up the pace, Farren!”

“MASTER!”

“You have been captured by a Dark Jedi and have bound with Fibercord, but have kept your lightsaber and are escaping your prison. However, you’ve been ambushed and barely had time to cut the bindings, and thus you must now fight...”

...definitely inspired.

>>Later
“I see that you’ve quite literally disarmed him,” Master Larid had noted when you dumped Iskan at his feet. The Jedi Shadow had taken up a position on a rocky outlook, smoking a pipe and staring out into the wastelands of Katarr. “Well done.”

Ignoring the obvious joke, you knelt and respectfully presented the Dark Jedi’s lightsaber. He took the offering, inspecting and manipulating the tool as if it held the secrets of the universe within. Depressing a button, the red blade ignited with a hiss, and he took a few experimental swings with the weapon.

“A duelist’s saber,” he observed, “Best suited for one with a dominate right hand, light enough to emphasize speed, but sturdy enough to allow for a two-handed strike. And...engravings? Padawan, come here.” At your approach, he beckoned you over to inspect the weapon. “Engravings look nice, but they give no tactical advantage whatsoever. Only fools and showoffs engrave their weapons...tell me, which do you think our prisoner is?”

“...yes.”

That actually elicited a chuckle. “A wise answer. Now, I need you to run back to the dropsite and let the Clones know we have a prisoner. By the time you come back, I’ll have picked apart all the secrets within his skull, and we’ll be ready to depart this hellish planet.”

(cont.)

>>4004539
Obiwan and anakin both canonically fucked and what about the droid attack on the wookies had a harem of five wives

>>4004539
kys moralfag

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>>4004539
The Jedi code only forbids attachments and relationships, not sexual relations. Ki-Adi-Mundi, should his species was endangered was also allowed a harem of several wives and encouraged to have as many children as possible. The Jedi canonically fucked, both civilians and each other. they were just very casual about it.

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>>4004548
>>4004552

OP wrote a sex scene between teenagers. Do you seriously not see the problem with that?

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>>4004618
Brah. I dont like it but I dont bitch about it. Move on.

>>4004618
And there's literally nothing wrong with that. u mad newfag?

>>4004618
teenagers fuck all the time, what world do you live in?

>>4004618
Literally every piece of YA media I've ever consumed has dealt with sex. The graphicness varied, yes, but this was pretty tame.

>>4004618
Oh I get it now. You're a Mormon or something, right? Got that homeschooled energy going on.

>>4004546
Yeah ok, I'm pretty sure he's talking about actual adult Jedi Knights there, not teenage padawans.
>>4004627
>nothing wrong with literal pedophillia

>>4004618
>ooga booga teenagers
Teenagers above 15 are still legal in most of the world, except California and New York. Characters described were presumably late teens. I didn't want the sex scene to happen and I'm still not a fucking aspie over it. Calm the fuck down.

>>4004640
Nah, Catholic. Mormons are heretics.

>>4004643
>>4004645
>christcucks think 15 is pedophilia

>>4004645
Go diddle some kiddies you fucking satanist.

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>This much butthurt over actual adults fucking in a canonically approved setting.

>>4004646
I'm a christcuck and i can tell you the papist is full of shit.

>>4004644
>Teenagers above 15 are still legal in most of the world

The age of consent is 18 in most civilized countries. And OP said that we're just dealing with puberty, implying we're early teens.

>>4004652
You are a joke.
A damn joke.
Please.
Keep posting.

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>>4004652
Will you just shut the fuck up already? Nobody cares. Fuck off with your opinion.

>>4004652
>age of consent is 18 in most civilized countries
The legal age of consent varies from 16 to 18 years old from state to state across the United States. In some states, a "close in age exemption" exists to decriminalize consensual sex between two individuals who are both under the age of consent.
>civilized countries
The age of consent for sexual activity in the UK is 16. In England and Wales, the age of sexual consent for women has been set at 16 since 1885, when campaigners fought to raise it from 13 to prevent child prostitution.
>civilized countries
The ages of consent vary by jurisdiction across Europe. The ages of consent are currently set between 14 and 18. The vast majority of countries set their ages in the range of 14 to 16; only three countries, Cyprus (17), Ireland (17), Turkey (18) do not fit into this pattern. The laws can also stipulate the specific activities that are permitted or differentially specify the age at which a given sex can participate. Below is a discussion of the various laws dealing with this subject. The highlighted age is that from which a young person can be lawfully engaged in a non-commercial sexual act by an older one, regardless of their age difference, provided the older one is not in a position of power, a relative, or commits another form of exploitation (such as abuse of power, immaturity or dependence). In some jurisdictions, notably Italy and Hungary, there are exemptions for when the age difference between them is within prescribed bounds. All jurisdictions in Europe, except the Vatican, have equal and gender-neutral age limits.

>Anon's still responding to the troll
How the fuck?
Does star wars just make people retarded?

>>4004649
> actual adults
>>4003787
>...puberty, however, was perhaps the greatest trial that any young Jedi had to overcome. Especially Padawans, who were afforded more private rooms.
>>4003789
>While your ‘youthful urges’ began asserting themselves
We're literally straight out of puberty. So unless our puberty was delayed for some reason we were still only teenagers during the sex scene.

>>4004658
Yep. People forget the rule of not feeding the troll/mentally impaired individual.

>>4004658
>Does star wars just make people retarded?
Yes. It's a good pain.

just stop replying to the retard and stop shitting up the thread. You've turned this into a /tv/ thread instead of qst.
Anyway OP, just caught up. Cool quest.

>>4004553
>Engravings look nice, but they give no tactical advantage whatsoever. Only fools and showoffs engrave their weapons
Oh cool, our Master is Big Boss.
Does that make us Ocelot then?

>>4004660
teenagers is a derivative of the -teen suffix that numbers from 13-19 have, is a 19 year old too young to have sexincel?

>>4004539
>Admits kids are after puberty
>>4004618
>Sees that characters were teenagers
(a person aged from 13 to 19 years.)
>>4004643
>Says its pedophilia despiate contradicting himself

The worst part?
>Sex scene did not occur

>>4004649
How old are they at this point, out of interest?

>>4004671
We are older than Anakin by I’m guessing several years, as Anakin was 20 during the events of the Clone Wars, I’d assume we are somewhere between 17-21

So, how fucked are we come Order 66?
I hope our Jedi friends and our rival/love interest survive.

>>4004677
Well, since we were nice to Eric (or Dylan), we should have an extra half-second to escape the Vadering.

>>4004665
That would get super confusing super fast. Especially once we convince ourself that we're being mind controlled by the arm of a dead sith we grafted on.

>>4004677
>I hope our Jedi friends and our rival/love interest survive.

I give them low, low odds

>>4004553

Cool Master

>>4004677
I think it's pretty obvious our sexy love interest with anger issues will be captured and turned into the inquisitor that hunts us down. Everyone else dies except us. I'll give slight odds for the female non love interest friend to live to die a few years into the purge.

>>4004677
Rival/love interest is the most likely to survive as she would be the easiest to convert so she may be captured instead of killed. Probably get turned into an Inquisitor who will hunt us down. Which may actually backfire on the other Sith due to how the Sith treats love/relationships. Our friends though...the odds for them are dismal. Our male friend will die right away as his clone pilots turn on him. Our female friend may live longer but she's not like us who have experience/training in hunting force users. We would know what to expect and how to survive. So while she might survive order 66 I expect her to get hunted down sometime after that.

>>4004677

it depends where they are and what they where doing, because it could improve their chances of survival or lower them.


They could be on a campaign with an army, at the temple, on a mission somewhere or even lost after an incident.
Still the emergency signal that is activate after the temple attack will be the main problem, because it deceives jedi that didn t have many clones near them.

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>>4004618
>OP wrote a sex scene between teenagers. Do you not seriously see the problem with that?

>>4004645
>Nah, Catholic. Mormons are heretics.

At this point, I don't even know if you're being serious or not, since Poe's Law hasn't kicked in as much as it's detonated. But for the sake of giving you the benefit of the doubt, let me clear some things up with you and drive a final nail in the coffin before this gets out of hand.

>Borrowing from one of my favorite authors...

I'm a practicing Catholic. However, I am also a writer, an artist with words. And as a writer, it is my job to tell a story, be it of my own design or borrowing from the universe from which I'm playing in. Which in this case, happens to be Star Wars, a war-torn universe set in space that has cantinas with erotic dancers, princesses in bikinis washing overgrown slugs, and space wizards that have secret love affairs with senators. And that's ignoring the planet-destroying superstructures.

The main issue you seem to have with my story is the inclusion of a teenaged sex scene. I agree that it's a problem. Sure, I could write a quest that only had people doing noble, lovely, admirable, excellent or praiseworthy things. But it wouldn't be a story, or even a work of art. It would be a work of trash and dishonesty. The arts are supposed to tell the truth, and if you can't handle it or don't wish to hear it, then I suggest you turn to those Hallmark or those godawful "Christian" films -where everybody does the right thing, all the bad people are punished, and all the good people win praise- and content yourself with that.

Also, do you know where you are? We're on 4chan, denigrated by the wider world as a wretched hive of scum and villainy. 4chan also posits that you have to be eighteen (18) years or older to post. This is a website geared towards adults. As such, my stories are aimed with an adult audience in mind, and include violence, bad language, and sex. When I write about adult things, I write about the world as it is because you can only find God and morally grey, complex characters in the world as it is, and you can't find God in namby-pamby silliness the likes of "God's Not Dead" and those milktoast Christian novels and movies.

The worst thing I can do is lie, and claim that things like underage/teenage sex doesn't exist. Because the truth of the matter is that we're a fallen race, and that our world is filled with all manner of unpleasantness. Some people here have brought up the explicitness that can be found in Young Adult novels. Certainly, some of those books can be borderline pornographic, and serve no purpose beyond titillation and are analogous to nudity and sexual content on TV (ie. Game of Thrones). But some scenes show that horrible, horrible things can in fact be part of getting at the truths of the world.

Such as how underage kids can regularly have sex.

I think there's an important question in here - how much opportunity are we going to be given to derail canon? While I hold no illusions that we will be unimportant with little impact for quite some time at least, I would be surprised if we didn't end up caught up in major events later down the line.

>>4004734
>inb4 someone suggests we find Cal and fix his gigantic underbite

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>>4004734
The only solution is to do an Infinities Yoda.
Yoda's mind trick is apparently a mind rape, as Tarkin found out.
He should've done this from the fucking start.

>>4004734
I'd prefer to have our own adventures. It's a big galaxy after all.

>>4004733
Now this is podracing.

>>4004733
Stop feeding trolls, post Update.

I wonder if we'll ever run into Ahsoka.

It would be nice to be able to save at least one of our friends
Preferably both of them and our rival.

Luckily our master is probably the "I've been ready for this my entire life" type when it comes to jedi purges.

>>4004762
He is prepared for the galactic boogaloo

>>4004764
>>4004762
>Pic related, our master when one of his tens of thousands of convoluted conspiracy theories comes true and he finally gets to Oper8 at maximum levels

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>>4004553
You knew better than to argue for staying. But before you left, you asked: “Master, you destroyed the font of power. I...I can’t feel it anymore. What was it?”

His face turned grave and solemn. “...nothing more than a ghost of a time best forgotten.”

=Line Break=

Iskan’s ship was barely worth taking back up to the Venator, a piddling small courier vessel that would have been more trouble to take than not. With the information your master extracted from the ship’s computer, there was nothing left for you on the planet. As for the Dark Jedi himself...

“He’ll have plenty of time to think to himself in prison,” your master had said. “We’ll even give him some replacement limbs to sort himself out.”

You had protested, “But he is strong in the Force. Master, I know that killing unarmed and helpless prisoners is not the Jedi Way, but...”

He raised a cursory eyebrow. “But...?”

“...you are never truly helpless so long as the Force is by your side.”

He blinks before shaking his head. “Fret not my apprentice. But do you want to know a secret? Between you and I?” You nodded, and he pulled you in close, whispering into your ear, “It’s quite bold of you to assume that he still is connected to the Force.”

>>>Through your years in peacetime and your role in the war, you’ve learned many new skills and mastered new ones.

>>Between your Lightsaber skills and your Force Powers, which ones did you find yourself using more?
>Lightsaber. Gain 1 Rank in Lightsaber, bringing it to Lightsaber 3.
>The Force. Your Force Rating increases to 2, allowing you to roll two (2) dice when making Force-related checks.

>>You have also deepened your skills in the Force...
>>Each rank in a Force Power allows for you to add a bonus to DC rolls.
>>Force Powers max out at Rank 5.

>>Pick two (2) Force Powers to acquire or upgrade:
>Control Pain 1 [Control]. Allows you to ignore the effects of grievous wounds and injuries.
>Force Healing 1 [Control]. Using the Force, you can heal wounds and moderate injuries.
>Force Sense 1 [Sense]. Allows you to perceive emotions and events at different distances and times. When maxed out...?
>Force Telepathy 1 [Sense]. Allows you to read minds and mentally communicate and project thoughts. When maxed out...?
>Force Speed 1 [Alter]. Using the Force, you become faster and more responsive to external threats.
>Force Pull/Push 2 [Alter]. Increases the power and weight limit of what you can manipulate.
>Force Weapon 2 [Alter]. Increases the duration/damage of your imbued weapon. But when maxed out...?
>Sever Force 1 [Alter]. A rare ability that allows you to sever an individual’s connection with the Force. When maxed out...?

>>As there are two votes, please structure your votes like the following:
>Ability X.
>Force Power Y.
>Force Power Z.

Getting dinner. Be back in a few hours.

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>>4004768
Helps to actually post the fucking pic good god im a retard

>>4004770
>Force Speed 1 [Alter]. Using the Force, you become faster and more responsive to external threats.
>Sever Force 1 [Alter]. A rare ability that allows you to sever an individual’s connection with the Force. When maxed out...?

>>4004770
>>Lightsaber. Gain 1 Rank in Lightsaber, bringing it to Lightsaber 3.
>Force Sense 1 [Sense]. Allows you to perceive emotions and events at different distances and times. When maxed out...?
>Force Weapon 2 [Alter]. Increases the duration/damage of your imbued weapon. But when maxed out...?

>>4004770
>Lightsaber. Gain 1 Rank in Lightsaber, bringing it to Lightsaber 3.

>Force Speed 1 [Alter]. Using the Force, you become faster and more responsive to external threats.
>Force Sense 1 [Sense]. Allows you to perceive emotions and events at different distances and times. When maxed out...?

>>4004768
I once compared Master Kota to essentially being the Sarah Connor of Star wars, preparing for the clone/robot judgment day.
>>4004770
>He blinks before shaking his head. “Fret not my apprentice. But do you want to know a secret? Between you and I?” You nodded, and he pulled you in close, whispering into your ear, “It’s quite bold of you to assume that he still is connected to the Force.”
Rekt, at least he won't be showing up as a force sensitive inquisitor. Hopefully.
>>Ability: Force rating
Best be prepared for the clone apocalypse
as for force powers
>>Force Power: Force Healing 1 [Control].
>>Porce power: Force Sense 1 [Sense].
I kind of preferred SAGA for force sensitives as you could do basic force stuff in everything without needing to put points into as many separate things like this. Nitpick over.

>>4004770
>Lightsaber. Gain 1 Rank in Lightsaber, bringing it to Lightsaber 3
>Force Speed 1 [Alter]. Using the Force, you become faster and more responsive to external threats.
>Sever Force 1 [Alter]. A rare ability that allows you to sever an individual’s connection with the Force. When maxed out...?

>>4004770
>>The Force. Your Force Rating increases to 2, allowing you to roll two (2) dice when making Force-related checks.
>Force Speed 1 [Alter]. Using the Force, you become faster and more responsive to external threats.
>Force Weapon 2 [Alter]. Increases the duration/damage of your imbued weapon. But when maxed out...?